mercoledì, febbraio 14, 2007

Pissing in the snow

There’s a lovely big snowstorm in Toronto. I say lovely because the snow makes it warmer, and not out of any love for snow – just out of extreme hate of the cold. I’ll put up pictures later, though, because it does make the city look much prettier and more interesting. Prettier and more interesting is good because I’m at a dangerously low ebb. In a staring-at-the-ceiling sort of place, as I think about what life will be like if no one ever hires me for anything. And I had a horrible dream last night about what ‘Allo ‘Allo would have been like if Sergio Leone had filmed it spaghetti Western style. Suffice to say all those “ . . . or you will be shot” turned into, well, shooting.

Although circumstances are stressful at the moment I’m tempted to think my pisser is hormonal, seasonal or chemical. Whenever I remind myself that things are actually under my control and if what I do next turns out a bit shit I can just stop doing it and do something else instead, I feel better – then I carry on with whatever task is at hand, and my mood crowds back down on me (particularly if the task at hand is looking for a better job) until I remind myself again. It’s a little frustrating.

6 commenti:

Melbine ha detto...

Pissing in the snow..haha..great title! There is something about snow blanketing all the ugliness that makes me feel better. I grew up with lots of snow days and the reality that sometimes Mother Nature had other plans, contrary to your own. I think we should all live like that - so many people in stop and go traffic on the highway this morning. Stay home!

It can be very disheartening looking for jobs, especially at this time of year. I'm glad that you're giving yourself positive reminders.

Mistress La Spliffe ha detto...

Now I want some maple syrup to heat up and make candy with. Yum.

Melbine ha detto...

Are there any decent sugar bushes near the G.T.A.?

Mistress La Spliffe ha detto...

I don't know - I never go around the GTA! But there are some lovely ones up by where my parents live and I get lots when I visit them.

Sugarplum ha detto...

I'm with you and your seasonal, hormonal and/or chemical pisser. But the snow somehow makes things just a tad nicer.

Mistress La Spliffe ha detto...

Just a tad, yes it does.